"Brother Yang Fei!" Jiang Xiaojia opened the door, saw him, and shouted happily.

Jiang Ziqiang and Wan Aimin were both at home, and when they heard this, they came over and asked Yang Fei to come in and sit at the door.

"Uncle's health?" Yang Fei asked.

"Alas, this disease can't be cured. It can only be said that he was temporarily out of danger and went home to recuperate. asked them to move over and live together, but they refused, saying that it was inconvenient for the elderly to live on high floors. Alas, there really can't be helped. Wan Aimin shook his head, looking helpless.

"In the same way, the old man in my family is like this, he is used to living in the old house, and he refuses to move it if he gives him a golden nest. Yang Fei chatted for a while, and got to the point, "Brother Jiang, Sister Wan, I have something to trouble Xiaojia." ”

"Trouble Xiaojia?" Jiang Ziqiang looked at each other in amazement, "She's a child, how can she help you?"

"That's the case, my factory, the day after tomorrow laid the foundation, to have a ceremony to welcome the leader. Doesn't Xiaojia know how to dance? I want her to teach the villagers of Taohua Village to dance without much delay, just two days tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I wonder if I can get her to take two days off?"

Elementary school students take two days off, but it's nothing. What's more, Yang Fei has helped the Jiang family, and he can't refuse this request because of his feelings.

Of course Jiang Xiaojia was willing, and jumped up happily: "Okay, okay, I can do it!"

Wan Aimin glared at his daughter and said, "Yang Fei, isn't this appropriate? How old is she? Let her teach dance? Isn't this misleading? Or, I'll introduce Xiaojia's dance teacher to you? She is from the provincial song and dance troupe, and that's the talent you should invite." ”

Jiang Zi forcibly handed a cigarette to Yang Fei, and also said, "That's the reason." It's not that we don't want to, if we can help you, of course we will. It's just that Xiaojia is still a child, don't miss your big thing. ”

Jiang Xiaojia didn't give up, and said coquettishly: "Dad, Mom, you are really! I often say that I have learned to apply what I have learned, I have studied dance for so many years, and now it can come in handy, but you don't agree!

Yang Fei thought to himself, this kid is really exquisite.

Jiang Ziqiang said: "How old are you, and there will be a chance for you to appear in the future!"

Yang Fei originally wanted to send a favor, if Xiaojia went, he would give a big red envelope.

Seeing that the Jiang family was opposed, it was inconvenient for him to insist, so he agreed to Wan Aimin's proposal.

Wan Aimin flipped out his phone book, found the dance teacher's phone, and called.

As soon as the phone was dialed, Wan Aimin told Yang Fei about it, and the other party agreed, asking Yang Fei to find her tomorrow morning.

Yang Fei wrote down the other party's phone number and said goodbye and went back to the house.

The CD disc is put into the disc player, and a beautiful sound comes out of the speakers.

A warm and relaxing tune sounds:

"Smoke and dust, covering the sky

The moonlight was hazy and my tears were in my eyes

Country road that takes me home

To the place where I grew up......"

Yang Fei sank into the comfortable sofa.

Busy outside, the hustle and bustle of the world, only when he entered this hut, Yang Fei seemed to be alive and true to himself.

It's a little world of self.

Peaceful, comfortable and at ease.

He can be unkempt, unclothed, with his feet on the coffee table, smoking cigarettes, listening to music, and examining his heart.

It's actually quite difficult to remember the past, and forcibly forgetting everything that happened is even more torture and pain.

There is a name hidden in Yang Fei's heart, and it is easy not to touch it.

Unfortunately, some things are never remembered, because they have never been forgotten.

Listening to the song, Yang Fei suddenly felt a little sad.

He got up, pulled open the glass door, and walked out to the balcony.

The strong north wind poured in, blowing Yang Fei with a stirring spirit.

The wind is surging, and the night is vast.

The living room balcony of the Jiang family and Yang Fei is adjacent, standing on the balcony, you can look at the next door.

The music of "Washing Vegetable Heart" came faintly over there, and Jiang Xiaojia's tactful children's voice came over.

"Suo Da Yizi Lang Lang Desuo, the little sister and him are married, which ......"

The little girl sang this song, inexplicably feeling a little happy.

Yang Fei couldn't help but want to laugh, and his mood improved.

The next day, Yang Fei contacted Zhang Meiyun of the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe.

Zhang Meiyun answered the phone and said that she would let Yang Fei go directly to the group to find her.

Yang Fei drove over, asked for directions through the door, and found her in the rehearsal room.

Zhang Meiyun is about forty years old, and because of her long-term dance practice, she has a good figure and temperament.

"Comrade Yang Fei, hello. Aimin told me everything about you, and she made a special phone call later and told me to be careful. Zhang Meiyun was enthusiastic and generous, "However, I'm really sorry, there is a temporary task in the group, and I want to take the group out to perform, and I can't shirk it." Look, it's okay to delay your business for two days?"

"No, I'm going to come in handy tomorrow. The real rehearsal is only one day today. ”

"Huh, in such a hurry?"

"If it doesn't work, forget it, I'll find another person. Yang Fei thought to himself, it's really not good, I'll go into battle in person.

Zhang Meiyun was entrusted by people and loyal to people, and said: "I'll introduce you to someone, do you think it's okay?"

"Yes, as long as you can dance. Yang Fei shrugged, professional is always better than amateur.

Zhang Meiyun shouted to a group of girls who were rehearsing, "Lin Feiying, come here." ”

"Captain Zhang, what's the matter with me?" A young girl ran over with her long legs.

Her pretty forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat, and there is a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, sweet and lively, quiet and lovely.

"This is Comrade Yang Fei, and he is my friend. He has something to do for you, you can help him. Zhang Meiyun patted her white and slender jade arm, and said to Yang Fei, "Lin Feiying is not from our group, she is a student of the Dance Department of the Conservatory of Music, I borrowed her to rehearse a dance music, she will not participate in this mission, she can help you." ”

"Lin Huiyin?" Yang Fei asked in surprise.

"Countless people have misunderstood my name. Lin Fei Ying wiped her sweat and smiled, "Fang Fei's Fei, Sakura's Sakura." ”

Yang Fei nodded and smiled: "Very beautiful name." Miss Lin, then I'm sorry for you. ”

Zhang Meiyun looked at the clock on the wall and said, "We're leaving, I'm missing, if you have anything, just communicate with Lin Feiying." ”

"You're busy. Yang Fei nodded.

Zhang Meiyun instructed Lin Feiying a few more words, and then left with the others.

Yang Fei thought to himself, he didn't expect Zhang Meiyun to be the head of the song and dance troupe, Wan Aimin could invite her to train Jiang Xiaojia, but she was really willing to spend the money.

"What are you looking for me?" Lin Feiying took the sweat towel and wiped the sweat on her forehead, revealing the delicate curve of her back.

Yang Fei said what he meant.

"What kind of dance do you teach?"

"It doesn't need to be too complicated, just a very simple set of movements, and I can show you. ”

"Demonstrate, are you?" Lin Feiying couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

"Well, of course I don't dance well, just a rough jump. You can use a professional eye to help me sort it out, match the music, and break down the movements. ”

"You jump one first, and I'll see. Lin Feiying thought it was funny, and her face was full of smiles all the time.